The lover. The soldier prayer.
The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men,… Continue reading
Daily Archive: November 17, 2019
Hold them dear and never let go
Many hide behind a wall Behind the corners of a smile Under canopies of laughter Behind masks of indifference “I’m fine” is the retreat “I’m tired” a justification Burdens weigh heavy Pain runs…
My Fabiola
Fabiola (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face.… Continue reading
“Home, sweet home. Part two.
Home, sweet home. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Home, sweet home (For Port Austin)… Continue reading
Home, sweet home. Part one.
The White cliffs of Dover Places gain value when you are surrounded by war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The white cliffs of… Continue reading
Des fois… Suivi par “Soleil Soleil”
Originally posted on LE MONDE DE SOLÈNE:
✍ Il y a ces nuits irréversibles et profondes où je ne dors pas Lorsque j’entends ta voix comme une force faible dans le souffle…